Yanjie finally took action.

He grabbed the warrior's back, so that he could not hit Liu Ruiying's sword, and saved his life.

Liu Ruiying let go of her left arm, letting the rope loosen and hang down at her feet.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the warrior.

Liu Ruiying's bright sword tip made his eyes uncomfortable.

If the sword hadn't helped him with his arm's strength, the tip of the sword had pierced his chest, passed through the center of his heart, and came out from his back with warm and viscous blood.

Thinking about this scene makes people feel creepy. No matter who it is, it is not embarrassing to be scared to sweat.

After all, people are afraid of death. If someone says he is not afraid, he must be hypocritical. Even if he is tough, he will close his eyes and avoid it without hesitation when the sharp knife is about to stab his eyes.

His physical reaction was the most honest, and it was quickly transmitted to his brain, controlling the flow of blood throughout his body, making his limbs stiff. In an instant, his scalp seemed to be lifted up. Although he could not see the blood, he still suffered severe pain.

That was the fear emanating from the bottom of my heart, enough to suppress a strong man.

"Brother, do you really want to kill me?"

He said with some emotion.

Liu Ruiying opened her mouth and looked at his sincere face, not knowing what to say.

But then he thought about it, his soldiers did not hold back at him.

The rope and the blade all came to attack the vitals.

So doing this yourself can only be considered self-protection.

Whether it is morality or conscience, Liu Ruiying felt that he was tenable, so he immediately felt confident and said sternly to Yan Jie:

"It was yours that took action first. If I don't draw the sword, would I have to stand and wait for him to kill me?

After hearing this, Yan Jie's eyes flashed slightly a few times, and then he sighed deeply.

It seems extremely reluctant to leave.

Bai Shen, who was standing beside him, walked to Liu Ruiying secretly.

Now Liu Ruiying is the big tree he can rely on.

Can shelter him from wind and rain and everything.

As long as Liu Ruiying is still standing here and holding a sword in his hand, Bai Shen feels extremely safe.

In fact, he also held a knife in his hand.

The sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

When this knife floats in the wind, it looks like a dead leaf falling. Quiet, calm, and things like fighting for blood cannot be completely related to words.

But now it is held in Bai Shen.

Through the almost transparent and thin blade, Liu Ruiying seemed to see the souls contained in it, which were constantly struggling and twisting.

The next second, the army was about to rush towards him, and then swallowed and chewed him up like a hungry beast.

He would be entangled by those dark things, crushing his soul from his body, and not even giving him a chance to peel it off.

After only a brief look, Liu Ruiying felt uncomfortable all over...

He had held the knife before, but he didn't feel that way at that time.

The same thing can certainly play different roles in the hands of different people, and Liu Ruiying is also very clear about this principle.

For a top hunter, the branches, vines, stones, and dead leaves in the eyes of ordinary people are an excellent trap in his eyes. They are most suitable for brown bears who have just woken up from hibernation, have empty stomachs, and are not very clear in their heads and are eager to come out for food.

This knife can only be regarded as an extremely exquisite handicraft in Liu Ruiying's hands, because he cannot deny that the shape of this knife is indeed beautiful and looks very timeless and beautiful.

But when it comes to Bai Shen's hands, it becomes a decisive weapon.

Liu Ruiying didn't know how many people this knife had killed in his hands.

But from a faint red line at the edge of the blade, Liu Ruiying could see that this knife was full of blood.

Even this knife killed more people than he had ever seen, but those people had not had time to whimper and escape, and they turned into drops of blood.

Liu Ruiying sometimes thinks that the knife is the cruelest, and it can easily deprive a living life, but now he thinks that the talent is the most terrifying because he is a knife controlled by humans.

With such a texture, only if you soak in the blood for a long enough time can you be soaked in the blood, leaving a shallow and very close.

I believe Bai Shen is not such a bored person, he will inexplicably soak his knife in blood.

It must have been caused by years of killing.

He thought he came to Liu Ruiying's side quietly. In fact, everyone's spirit was paying attention to him, even Liu Ruiying was no exception.

He glanced at Bai Shen with a squint.

Bai Shen immediately put on a very awkward smile at Liu Ruiying.

It was like rubbing it out of the face, and I couldn't feel any pleasure at all. I could only see the folds piled up and the corners of my mouth that were cracked to both sides.

In this awkward smile, there is more flattery and flattery.

Although the barbarians are much more barbaric than those in the kingdom, they have an innate love for survival.

Even if a nation really comes from the stars and takes root in this deserted desert, the problems that need to be solved and overcome cannot be thought of by Liu Ruiying stalking on the long streets of Zhongdu City.

In this inhuman situation, what they fear most is death.

But the barbarians were unable to conquer the desert.

Just like the grassland royal court was unable to conquer the grassland.

Because the desert and grassland are older than them, and they are so long that they are unimaginable!

The first thing you want to survive here is to learn to bow your head.

Just like everything in the desert, just like the younger generation bowed and bowed when they met the old seniors.

If he hadn't even had this attitude, the barbarians would have disappeared from this desert long ago.

What Bai Shen does now is the same as what his ancestors did to the desert.

All this is just a recurring cycle and the transmission of sins from generation to generation.

He was bowing to Liu Ruiying at this moment.

With Bai Shen's own strength alone, he would definitely not be able to return to his tribe safely from here.

Only by working together with Liu Ruiying can you see some hope for life.

Liu Ruiying withdrew her eyes.

The smile on Bai Shen's face really made him feel uncomfortable.

Just don't watch it.

Although the saying "I'm not seeing you" is lying to myself, it is really useful in some cases!

However, when his eyes moved away from Bai Shen's face, it fell on Yan Ji's face again.

The warrior who was rescued by him was saying something to him.

Judging from his expression, even if Liu Ruiying couldn't understand the barbarian language, he could guess it almost exactly.

It's nothing more than a thankful and loyalty...

In front of the saddle, behind the horse, with swords and fire...

With a turn of your mind, you can think of more than ten words.

I just don’t know if the language among the barbarians is so rich.

I enjoyed this process very much.

Because he had no intention of interrupting the warrior.

After quietly waiting for him to finish speaking, he raised his one arm and waved his arm gently, asking him to retreat first.

"Brother, you'd better give in. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll hurt you by chance."

Yan Jie looked at Bai Shen's face, but the words in his mouth were said to Liu Ruiying.

"He can't die."

Liu Ruiying said.

He frowned in confusion.

He couldn't figure out when Liu Ruiying and Bai Shen became hardcore, but he was willing to protect him at such a moment.

"You know what I came to Mo Nan for, so he can't die."

Liu Ruiying said this to Changxing, who was standing at the end.

Changxing had originally lowered his head.

Suddenly, I felt a stare at me with a straight look. When I looked up, it turned out to be Liu Ruiying.

Maybe he felt something was in oween, so he didn't dare to look at Liu Rui.

You should know that Liu Ruiying saved his life at least three times along the way from Zhongdu City.

Once, it was shortly after leaving Zhongdu City.

The remaining two times were in the dangerous city.

People can be unfaithful and unkind, but they cannot be without conscience!

Changxing is a conscientious person.

But he also understood that in many cases, morality and kindness will become a hindrance.

Changxing walked forward and leaned against Yanjie's ear. After muttering for a while, Yanjie's brows unfolded again.

"Brother, I can still give it to you after he dies!"
To be continued...